This is a song about "Dropping threes"

I keep my friends close, enemies closer, fuck both, i dont trust no one

When hip hopping and steady dropping any nigga with a problem

I'm on task, but rappers be dropping x like they're malcolm,

But everybody is a g with the weed in them

Makes bitches in threes all drop to their knees

Like being garbage some type of disease

So i'm a take that rubber off, i wouldn't mind having babies

I got ones, threes, all the sheez you wish your js were as fresh as these

So, suicide i perceive, before i slide on that ring

Dropping bombs while reciting my work in making

Oops, i'm so sorry

Dropping them bombs? yes i be

Now, if you was the last man walking on earth

And dropping down a thousand boulders,

My haters talking riff-raff, dropping my name in chit chat

And ya’ll better relax, talking bout that he wack